“It’s the Holy Ghost and Fire, and He’s all over me and He’s keeping me alive, keeping me alive, keeping me alive. Well, He’s all over me and He’s keeping me alive, Jesus is keeping me alive.” * Written by: Alvin Darling, Lyrics Peermusic Publishing
I had quite a experience which confirmed once again to me that I am living because the Lord makes it so. My body/heart must be in an ugly mess.
I called the heart doctor last week because I was having a few disturbing signs that I wanted to discuss. An appointment was made for today (Tuesday). I was to have an ultragram on the two arteries in my neck. I went in for that. It didn’t take long before I knew the “tester” was somewhat disturbed. She left the room, came back a couple of times. It seemed to take a long time. Actually it was about an hour. She said she was through but she needed to go be sure the pictures were sent to adoctor right then. I don’t know what doctor she contacted but it was not my normal cardiologist. She was told to take me to ER.
She came back with a wheelchair and told me I was to go to ER. So off I went. They treated me as if I were in the midst of a crises. Asked about pain, pressure, and all the things they believed must be going wrong. Asked who was with me. I told them I had brought myself and I felt fine. I was planning to meet my sister for our walking time, then go out to eat. They were the only ones stopping me from being out and about. I called Sammy to tell him they were about to take me to a room to keep me. I waited. And waited hooked up to all my monitors. Everything looking and feeling fine to me.
Finally a doctor came and told me no worries. After more time I was told that they would be coming to release me. Finally someone got word from my cardiologist that the images looked fine. So I was wheeled to my car. Got in and drove myself home.
All the ER stuff was based on the way my ultragram looked. I know it’s a mess; my doctors know its a mess. I know I live because the Lord keeps me living; the doctors who know me must be getting that idea. They have records, they know about my near death in 2013. They know I live by faith, not by what they see. They also know I believe they are instruments in His hands to do what is best for me.
There are so very many “whys” I as I discussed in my post “Why Me, Lord.” I don’t know but I do know I am a functioning miracle. So why this constant in and out of medical crisis? Why am I not healed, restored to a body that is well? I have no idea. I guess it is because I am old! 😀
Maybe it is so I can keep telling you, our Healing Lord is faithful. You are here for His purpose and He will fulfill that purpose.
When I was on my way home, I spoke to Jesus the way I sometimes do. Something like “Well, Lord, you sure set me up for the day, didn’t you?” I could feel his loving presence. I began singing to him in some language I don’t understand. Nothing could be sweeter!
So glad you’re home and enjoying life! You are an inspiration, Oneta.
Thank you, Pam. I appreciate your kindness.
Oh my how I love our mysterious, amazing Jehovah-Rapha!!! I’m thanking Him for your encouraging testimony! Praying you continue to make the best of your life-especially walking with your sister, driving yourself home from the ER, going out to eat – all while you are splashing the Joy of Jesus all around you!!!
I am singing the Lord’s praises for blessing us with you, Oneta. Grateful He is keeping you around a bit longer so we can be blessed by your sweet words. 😊
IB, I thank you for your encouragement to me. He (Jesus) is so amazing! I’m so glad you experience his personal touch.
Beautiful reminder that our loving father is in complete control. 😘
Thank you, my dear daughter. Love you. I am because He is.
I am glad everything was fine. You left us with the reminder that we all live because the Lord keeps us living. I have heard of speaking in tongues and now I know, reading the end of your post, that one can even sing in tongues.
Not too unusual here at home. But for me it has never happened except when I am alone. Whether lack of faith on my part? I don’t know. But I admit to liking the “personal” touch. First time was in a church by myself. Long story. I don’t guess I have told it. Don’t know if I want to. But I do believe our testimonies of such blessings do help others. I’ll consider. Thanks, Frank.
You broaden my blogging experience and I do thank you.
Yes, every breath we take is a gift from God … and I’m glad he’s keeping you alive 🙂
It is true that He is life to every one of us. Some times it takes a great while for us to recognize that He is Life here as well as eternally. Thanks for the comment.
We overcome the enemy through the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of our testimony.
Thank you for sharing this with us, Ms. Oneta. There’s truly no better place to be than in the hands of the Lord. He is truly faithful.
Yes, I do know I am in His hands. He will not take me until my purpose for Him is fulfilled. I appreciate your prayers.
You are indeed a miracle, Oneta. God uses us for His purpose and we know that He can do only good, so it’s for our benefit as well. Thank you for your witness and strength of faith. You’re an inspiration to all of us who are growing old as well as those who have yet to experience aging.
Thank you, dear Kathy. You bloggers are part of my purpose for being. Thanks for the strength you impart to me by your prayers and support.
We’ll just say you have heavenly creative, or is that created, arteries 😂😇🥰
I got a diagnosis today. Will have CTA (angiogram) on the 12th. I am still buying three month medicine at a time. 😀 Insurance wouldn’t want to pay too far in advance so I must be good. Heavenly created arteries – sounds good to me.
Well now prayers for the 12th!!
You are an amazing woman of faith.. a real inspiration!